Tuesday, December 31, 2013

When the sun goes down & the moon comes up

If, like me, you believe Special Agent Dale Cooper's appreciation for a damn fine cup of coffee was perfectly normal, you will not weep to hear that yet another setback has been dealt the new neo-Puritans' almost touching need to believe that coffee is harmful.

As an inveterate coffee drinker, you are no doubt aware of America's never-ending Puritanical streak, pithily described by Mencken as the haunting fear that someone, somewhere is having a good time.

These totalitarian busy body Prohibitionists, exemplified by Carrie Nation and the former mayor of ... New York City of all places ... are represented all too well in our places of work and worship if not watering holes. They railed against others' enjoyment of first, alcohol, then "drugs," then tobacco, then ... soda pop, and now, for too many of these lowlifes, coffee, which they see as the inevitable next frontier. "Well," they announce as you settle down to savor your first morning cup, "I've finally given up coffee." Well good morning to you, too, Ms. Amazing.

But now comes the fascinating news of The Devious Ad Campaign That Convinced America Coffee Was Bad for Kids. Thank you Atlantic Magazine. I'd ask the coffee hatin' haters to stick THAT in their pipes & smoke it but, you know, they don't smoke.

Still, it's a New Year, and that always gets me in the mood for some goo goo muck.

What, you didn't think they had color?


Maggie Jean said...

Sipping my coffee while I gulp some pop and eat egg yolks. We all end up the same way.
happy new year, mr who!

Who Am Us Anyway? said...

Indeed, and happy new year to you too Maggie Jean. Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme, but still we aint hurtin nobody. We aint hurtin no one.